Enemies-to-Lovers

Catalina knew alcohol was treacherous, but she never imagined it would lead her straight to the altar with him: Diego, her sworn enemy and rival for the dream position at the company. And of course, like any proper disaster, he hates her just as much as she hates him. The problem is that now they’re married, they work together, and neither of them plans to lose. Between shouting matches, ridiculous bets, and increasingly crazy strategies, what was supposed to be healthy competition has turned into an all-out war… with a vow included: the first one to ask for a divorce loses!

My dreams are like another world — too real to be mere imagination. The visions that haunt me even when I’m awake blur the line between sanity and madness. And the mysterious letters from a stranger have nothing to do with love. And I wasn’t afraid… not until I met him. When he’s near, my eyes change color, and my heart begins to feel. What if he is the key to everything I’ve been searching for? But also to everything that could destroy me… To unravel the mysteries woven into my fate and find a path to the light, I’ll have to walk through the darkness.

My life changed the moment I met her. We both hated each other and were ready to destroy one another. Now, our parents can't intervene, and things would end badly between us. What I never expected was that I would end up in bed with my worst enemy. She is a damn witch who draws you into hell, and God forgive me, but I am willing to fall into her flames. This story is entirely mine; partial or complete copying is strictly prohibited.

The “Cavet” fraternity at Wilmor University organizes an elite bet worth thousands of dollars. One of them must choose a freshman girl and get her into his bed. Aurora Abadiano, the new and disheveled freshman, seems like the perfect prey for the fraternity’s leader. Her innocence and naivety place her on a silver platter before a boy who has never lost in his life and always gets whatever he desires. She doesn’t spark a single wicked thought in him—in fact, he finds her almost beneath his notice. But the fraternity leader has never turned down a challenge. On the contrary, the bigger the challenge, the more it thrills him. However, appearances have always been deceiving—even to the most cunning. The hunter may just become the prey.

Alright, the plan was precise and reliable, like a Swiss watch: kidnap the daughter of a former boss who owed me far too much. But what are you supposed to do when everything goes off script… and you start falling in love? She was meant to be nothing more than leverage, a tool for revenge. Instead of playing it cold, I became a prisoner of my own desires. Her eyes are a challenge. Her touch is punishment. And now we’re both tangled in a game where each of us wants something back: I want my money, and she wants what is rightfully hers. There should be nothing between us but hatred… yet when sparks fly between two people, even chains begin to feel as fragile as spider silk. Now we’re playing against the system, against her father, against fate. Or maybe against ourselves.

Kseniya was perfectly content with her life as a dedicated PhD student at her favorite university—until her first heartbreak barged in uninvited. At her father’s request, she agrees to help a young, brilliant physics professor settle into the department. The catch? He used to be her high school teacher. Clenching her teeth to keep from sinking them into the new lecturer, Kseniya sets off to “do good.” Arthur had poured himself into his work to reach the top of his field, always moving forward, never looking back. But what if the girl with the sweetest freckles in the world—the one he left in the past—suddenly becomes the future he never expected?

Her words kept circling in my head, refusing to fade. And beneath the surface, anger churned—raw, relentless. I despised myself for the desire, for the weakness that led me to her. Every glance, every stolen moment—we should’ve never crossed that line. She was never just a woman. She was the enemy. From the very beginning, she stood against everything my family believed in. I was supposed to stop her, not fall under her spell like a fool. And yet, here I am, torn between duty and the echo of her touch. Maybe the real question is— was it worth listening to my heart, even if it meant turning my back on everything I thought I knew?

He ruined her plan, hijacked her dream, and made her break every rule she swore she'd never touch. Forgiveness? Please. Especially not when her pride is still plotting revenge in heels.

She vowed to save everyone. No exceptions. No matter the name, the money, or the mess. But when he ends up on her operating table — the man who once broke her — Liza is forced to face more than just a medical emergency. Can she bring herself to reach out to the very person who once shattered her world? And in the end, whose heart truly needs saving?

High society is brutal. Especially when you're constantly surrounded by enemies. Especially when you witness something you were never meant to see. These people don’t tolerate loose ends. Get ready to say goodbye to your life. And even if — by some miracle — you survive, they’ll still try to crush you. They’ll destroy your reputation, shatter your dreams, and leave you utterly alone. Sounds fun? Well, that’s my everyday reality. My personal war. And I will win. No matter the cost.

Their relationship wasn't going to be easy; both have clashing personalities. Nickolay Kuznetsov is a powerful man used to getting his way. Life has taught him that only the strong survive. So when he discovers a woman has been stealing from him, he moves heaven and earth to find her. Isabella Watson is searching for a sister she didn't know existed when she is kidnapped by a furious Russian who accuses her of being a thief. A battle of wills begins between them. Can love overcome all the obstacles that lie ahead?

One “wonderful” day, despite all the rumors and news, the king survived. A day turned into a week, and threatened to become a month. I was forced to take a step that changed everything — to reveal myself to my husband, to become a true wife. Now it is the two of us against the whole world. And against the gods. Only Ramet has placed her bet on me. And something tells me I cannot afford to let Death herself down.

Her best friend confesses that a man had deceived her and used her only to pretend to marry another woman. This revelation pushed Daniela to seek revenge, and what better way than ruining the wedding? The problem was that, after interrupting the ceremony and causing chaos, she realized she had entered the wrong church and mistaken the groom for someone else. All she could manage was a nervous "Oops? Sorry?" before rushing out, leaving a serious problem behind.Gabriel needs to get married, but a crazy woman interrupted his wedding, ruining his plans. Now, he has no fiancée, and the only way out of this mess is to force the woman to marry him. What he doesn't know is that this lady is dangerous and will make his life impossible, promising to slowly kill him. A story of hate and love,

My mother has lost her mind – in a good way! How else can you explain that instead of a neighbour, she decided to move a MAN in with me?! He also can't stand living next door to me, and he doesn't even hide it. He's decided to drive me out of my own apartment... But we'll see who wins!

One “wonderful” day, I received yet another note from a stranger mage. And what was written in it turned my whole world upside down. My husband is now returning home, the gods are waiting for their promise to be fulfilled, and I am desperately searching for a way out of the trap I’ve fallen into. I must break the word I once gave to a goddess, but with every new twist of fate, salvation slips further and further away.

Milana: I hadn't even managed to get out of one mess when I found myself in another. While looking for an article in the rector's office, I ran into his son, Yegor. Romanovsky is a rave organizer, a lover of spectacle and fights between exes. He is insidious and arrogant. So I was very surprised when he offered his help. And for good reason... Now this rich blond is blackmailing me! It looks like it's really over. Hello, monastery and “adelie penguin” colored clothes. Or is it?

“I warned you that you wouldn't escape.” His hateful voice vibrates with irritation. “And I warned you that I wasn't going to stay here,” I replied in the same tone. His eyes are cold, but I feel hot from the fire that ignites after my words. Did I realize that I was walking on a knife's edge every time I opened my mouth? Yes. But I wasn't going to play the role of bait, meekly waiting to be rescued.

One more step, and the distance between us disappears. His hands slide onto my shoulders, as if demanding that I stay put. “You want me to believe that you're willing to do anything for him, don't you?” These words pierce my skin like deadly needles. I try to avoid his gaze, but he won't let me. His fingers grip my chin. Bazhinsky forces me to look him in the eyes, studying me as if I were an interesting specimen for his collection. “If you really want this... prove it,” he challenges. His eyes, dark and cold, penetrate the depths of my soul. And I realize there is no turning back. His hot palms press harder, and I give in, slowly kneeling down, continuing to look into his eyes. Translated with DeepL.com (free version)

I only wanted to take a walk after class, clear my head after a fight with my boyfriend, and make it back to my dorm. Instead, I ended up in a forest, where two armed strangers declared I was an outsider and that, by order of the Crown, I had to be married off. Or… executed. The Crown has already decided my fate and chosen my fiancé: a cold, dangerous count who sees me as nothing but a burden. And now it’s up to him whether this world becomes my curse… or my chance to start over.

I freeze at the intercom when I see my neighbor standing there. What the hell does he want now? Has he decided to ruin my nerves again? I press the button and, without even greeting him, say coldly: — I’m listening. — Good afternoon! — he replies раздражено, then adds in a commanding tone: — Please come outside. I take a deep breath and ask sharply: — Why? What exactly am I supposed to do out there? — I need to show you something, — hisses my attractive yet unbelievably annoying neighbor. — Show it through the camera, — I say, crossing my arms. — I physically can’t do that. So come outside… — I’m not going anywhere… — Fine, your choice. Then I’ll call the police…